SONGS OF VOID-29-(CONTIUNED FROM -1) O My Dear, The sun dreamily girdle on faces in the crowd People fluctuate for goals like worms for a row, Search mines of joy forcing life into lost ways The tentative steps not for the glories of God The impatient cry quiver for snow in desert, Spinelessly on affirming guilt but no repentance Eagerly wait for death in the villas of ember, Our love but fictions in their ever changing faces I brood pensively for you in aloofness from all, They never pause for the holy glimpses in eyes Unmindful about the true gems of eternal life. O My Dear, We are flowers basking sweet in the golden sun Melodies sweet like rivers even in uneven ways, Our tears are the waters of holy rivers of world Our failures are the contentment of our cravings, Worldly desires can’t be ours we came to know I look within us though farthest we have gone, My joys of love are torn off though I grow old Your silvery face gleaming at me under the moon Barely can I forget the treasures of our inner depth. O My Dear, My heart has so many rooms for whom I love An infinite study begins when I enter into, The sunlight and the rain, the spring and winter All gather numbing my soul of the fulfilment, In the brief sojourn of life I am light and darkness My triumph though fleeting greater in life, I cried so deeply, I laughed so roaring like waves I failed so greatly, I succeeded as blessed by time, I am apparently small always I think when I fly Like a bird in the tree of life for love measureless, Make a song of life from the lips of flowers Deeper for a soul- communion in silent void. Composed and copy right by Rajendra K. Padhi
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 04:20:40 +0000
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